However, at that moment, the wasteland opposite the Rock Rift Valley began to tremble, and a dust storm spanning several kilometers swept from the horizon, engulfing the sky as if the apocalypse was imminent.
In the midst of the dust, countless sinister black shadows emerged, with outlines of horns and claws faintly visible—these were the Evil Dragon Descendants, filling the mountains and valleys, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Their numbers could easily reach millions, like raging waves and overwhelming floods, assaulting the direction of the Allied Forces' positions.
And those cultists of the Dragon Worship Church, clad in dark blue robes, mounted on the towering backs of the Evil Dragon Descendants, howled as they launched a charge.
In the sky, countless giant dragons, following the decree of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, raised their heads and roared, their momentum overwhelming.
